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Poster: sparky999255 Date: Sep 21, 2006 9:20am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Why my Girlfriend Hates the Dead

I am often told by my friends that my wife is a saint. The situations you folks are discussing now just adds more credence to their argument. My wife says she likes the dead, but I believe it's more like she tolerates the dead. Sure, she likes Touch & Franklin's(minus the help/slipknot). There are other songs she enjoys, but says, "I don't like those long jams." However, she never questions why I continue to find and collect more shows. She doesn't complain when the only songs our children knew at the age of three or four were Monkey & the Engineer, Friend of the Devil, Uncle John's Band & Casey Jones. She looked at me a little strange when we heard my then four year old daughter scream out "God Damn well I declare" from upstairs one day as she was listening to Skeletons in her room. Now the kids are 7, 5, 4 and have expanded what they listen to, but 2/3 the time they still listen to the dead and have expanded their song choices (my 7 year old is a big fan of direwolf and jack-a-roe)and the wife still doesn't complain. The kicker is that about twice a year my wife sends me off for a couple of days to go see Phil or Ratdog. Not only that, she usually takes care of getting the tickets and hotel rooms (if needed). This summer I went to Phil in Saratoga, then the following weekend went to Phil (Darien Lake), Phil (Bethel Woods), Ratdog (Canandaguia) on a Sat/Sun/Mon. Most of the time when I go to these shows two women go with me. My wife refers to them as "my little girlfriends." She knows that I have been friends with these two women for 20 years and doesn't have a problem with it...and oddly enough neither do their husbands. As a matter of fact that last Ratdog show was me and 6 girls. Sorry, to write such a lengthy answer...just wanted to throw a good word out for my wife.

This post was modified by sparky999255 on 2006-09-21 16:20:47

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Poster: cosmicharlie Date: Sep 21, 2006 6:32am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Why my Girlfriend Hates the Dead

of course, she's your Sugar Magnolia :)

She's got everything delightful, she's got everything I need,
Takes the wheel when Im seeing double, pays my ticket when I speed

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Poster: grendelschoice Date: Sep 21, 2006 12:09pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Why my Girlfriend Hates the Dead

What a great thread. Glad to know i'm not alone in this.

I basically killed the Grateful Dead for my wife.

When we first started dating I asked her if she liked the Dead, and when she said "well, i really only know Touch of Grey and Truckin , and I like those", instead of "eeewww, those hippie losers?" I immediately took that as a good sign and made her a mixed tape. By then i knew she was into jazz so I included the Branford Eyes from 3/29/90, added some safe and beautiful acoustic tunes from Reckoning, and took my chances with a live Stella Blue from the Knick in '90...

She really liked the tape--not overly so, but enough that I felt quite comfortable playing them when she was around.

Things progressed great, (like a diesel train--nothing that you need to add or do ;-) and we moved in together. So now she's exposed much more to the gazillion different (to my ears) version of Eyes, Fire, Scarlet, etc., and each time i'm saying 'wait til you hear this though--it's a GREAT version--but I was oblivious to the fact that it doesn't matter what the version sounds like to me--to her it's just TOO MUCH of the what sounds like the same.

I shoulda quit while I was ahead, basically, and if I only played the Dead once in a while she'd be fine, maybe even ask me to turn it up. But the good news is that even though all this happened, she still agreed to marry me, and it's more a running joke now than anything.

I can still annoy the crap out of her by cranking up Fire in the car, but she gives it right back, by mocking Jerry's voice on those occassions, when, let's face it--he sounds like a frog being strangled in a blender.

I think if you can drive your spouse crazy by overplaying the Dead day and night--and she still loves you and doesn't kick you to the curb, you got a good thing going.